[Journey to the West] The poor monk is a fake monk

On that day, Emperor Taizong of Tang Dynasty came to the ghost gate of Senluo Hell because he offended the Dragon King of Jinghe.

I saw the river under the Naihe Bridge was rushing and full of ghosts, and countless evil ghosts and souls were struggling in it.

All of a sudden, mourning flooded the river, and ghost roars burst out.

Tang Taizong wanted to close his eyes and walk, but suddenly a golden light flashed in front of him.

He looked in amazement, and saw a thin golden thread tied to the railing of the Naihe Bridge, and that golden thread hung down into the River of Forgetfulness.

Because he was so curious, he forgot the horror of this place for a moment. Taizong held on to the railing and looked down along the golden thread. He saw that the golden thread was bright, and no ghost dared to commit crimes within three feet.

If there are vicious ghosts accidentally swinging within three feet of the golden thread along with the Wangchuan River, they will all show a frightened expression, their hands and feet will turn red, and they will try their best to stay away from the golden thread.

Tang Taizong became more and more curious, twisted the golden thread casually, and lifted it slightly upwards.

When I first mentioned this golden thread, I only felt that it weighed ten thousand jun, but later it became lighter and lighter.

Holding the golden thread, he kept his eyes on the water.

When the hand was so light that it was almost impossible to feel the weight, the surface of the water suddenly rolled, and the golden light suddenly flourished.

The howls of the evil ghosts became more fierce, and they wanted to run to the shore, but they were all thrown into the river of forgetfulness and suffered, restricted by the river water, they couldn't climb up at all.

So, they cried more and more miserably.

At this moment, the surface of the water suddenly broke, and something seemed to come out.

It seems to be a person!

Tang Taizong hastily pulled the gold thread up for a while, and saw that the other end of the gold thread was tied to the man's right wrist.

As he pulled, the man was also pulled onto the bridge by him.

The man was floating in the air, as light as a feather, and before long, he slowly landed on the bridge.

Tang Taizong stabilized his mind and took two steps closer.

I saw that it was a bald monk, with red lips and white teeth, clear and elegant, he was both male and female, his lotus white skin exuded golden light, piercing so hard that no one dared to look directly at him.

Taizong covered his eyes with his sleeve, wondering.

I don't know how many good deeds this person has done in his previous life, how many merits he has accumulated, and how much Buddha's shadow he has received, so that he has such a golden body protection.

It's a pity that the soul is lost, otherwise this person will have a great fortune. It would be great if such an eminent monk can make friends with one or two.

Taizong thought about it, and after getting used to the golden light, he slowly lowered his sleeves.

He moved his steps and moved slightly closer.

A burst of white lotus fragrance wafted slowly, which immediately washed away the dirty ghost aura here. Taizong only took two breaths and felt refreshed, and even his soul seemed to be a little lighter.

Then look at the cinnabar mole between the eyebrows of that person, the god-given Buddha eyes, really like the favorite of the Bodhisattva, the root of wisdom in front of the Buddha's altar.

Tang Taizong just wanted to wake up this god-given man, but he saw the monk's eyelashes trembling slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Those eyes were black and white, clear as water, pure as deer.

"Amitabha." The monk was still lying on the ground, and he clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name.

Taizong said sincerely: "Why is the holy monk here? The holy monk's merits and virtues are so perfect, if he passes away, he should go to the bliss of the Western Heaven. Why did he fall into the endless hell here?"

"The poor monk shouldn't be called that. Besides, why can't monks go to hell? Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva once made a vow: Hell is not empty, and he vowed not to become a Buddha. Even a young monk who is not talented, also wishes to do the same."

At this moment, the Naihe Bridge and the Wangchuan River vibrated at the same time, as if Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva heard her words and responded to her.

Taizong praised: "Sure enough, he is a holy monk. I don't know how to call him a holy monk?"

"The young monk's family name is Chen, and his baby name is Tang Tang. He fled into Jinshan Temple because of the famine. The abbot took me in mercifully and gave me the Dharma name Xuanzang. Since I was young, I have the ability to wander in dreams. As long as I am asleep, the little monk can Travel the Three Realms."

"The holy monk has such supernatural powers."

Chen Tangtang was silent.

Everything she said was true, the only thing she was hiding was that she was actually a woman.

Anyway, he didn't ask, so it's not a lie.

As for why she is a woman, but not exposed in a monastery full of men?

It can only be said that the white snake demon in Jinshan Temple is too powerful, and no one can see through the supernatural powers given to her.

Chen Tangtang looked at the man in front of him. A small golden dragon two fingers wide was wrapped around the man's body. The golden dragon's scales were shiny and its horns were beautiful. It looked at her shyly with big eyes.

Such a person must be a king.

"Watching noble people's attitude, is it today's day?"

Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty had been in the top position for a long time, and the heart of the emperor was unfathomable. Today, for some reason, when he saw this monk, he was very happy. This may be what the Buddhists call fate.

Chen Tangtang looked down.

The little golden dragon was secretly hooking her feet with its tail, and when it saw her staring at him, it closed its eyes shyly, and the glittering golden scales seemed to be smeared with a layer of carmine.

Her relationship with animals is really too good.

Just like that arrogant white snake, when she saw it frozen on the road when she fled, she put it in her arms, thinking to find a shelter from the wind, pick up some firewood, roast the snake, and eat it .

Who knows that before she found the place, the snake came alive first.

She thought her life would be over, but she didn't expect the snake to speak out, saying that she wanted her to warm him up with her body, and wanted to repay her.

Damn, if she wants to eat it, it will repay her, do you really think she is stupid?

She is determined not to do it.

Who knew that the snake seemed to be addicted to her, insisting on chasing her to repay her kindness, and even liked to wrap its tail around her, yes, just like this golden dragon.

Chen Tangtang kicked off the golden tail calmly.

While she was distracted, Tang Taizong had already babbled about the whole story of her falling into Senluo Hell. Simply put, it was—the Jinghe Dragon King got into big trouble and insisted on asking him to help wipe his ass. If he failed, he was attacked and retaliated by the Ghost Dragon King, and fell into this Senluo Hell.

"Ordinary people walking here will be contaminated with ghost energy, which will hinder their lives."

Tang Taizong was shocked.

The little golden dragon tirelessly wanted to climb up on her, but Chen Tangtang kicked it again.

"Crack" a crisp sound.

Chen Tangtang looked down, okay, she accidentally kicked the small horn on Jinlong's head.

Isn't this dragon horn too inferior?

Xiao Jinlong's eyes widened, and he looked at her aggrievedly, with a "click", Dou Da's tears fell on the ground.

Chen Tangtang looked away, but saw that Tang Taizong was a little puzzled: "Why does the holy monk lie on the ground and refuse to get up?"

Hey?

hey?

Seeing Chen Tangtang's confused face, Taizong was also very surprised: "Could it be that the holy monk didn't notice?"

She said how she felt the coolness behind her.

"Cough." Chen Tangtang slowly got up.

"It's cool on the ground, and I'm cool."

Taizong: "..."

Chen Tangtang stood up straight, but found that the emperor was still taller than himself.

"Amitabha, Your Majesty, please bow your head."

Taizong showed doubts on his face, but because of the golden light all over her body and her pure and kind appearance, she still bent down and bowed her head obediently.

Chen Tangtang stretched out his hand and touched his head.

The emperor's head really feels great to the touch.

"Holy monk?"

Chen Tangtang said in the gentle healing voice that he coaxed the benefactor to add some sesame oil and money every time: "Don't move, I will give some of the golden light on my body to Your Majesty, so that Your Majesty will not be affected by ghosts when walking in the underworld."

Taizong showed a gentle expression on his face: "Thank you, holy monk, I will definitely repay the holy monk in the future."

"Amitabha, the Buddha is a destined person, and the poor monk is only destined to be with His Majesty."

Chen Tangtang couldn't help but stroked the dragon's head of the Son of Heaven again.

The little golden dragon coiled on Taizong's body secretly blushed. It suddenly opened its mouth and bit Chen Tangtang's ring finger.

With a hiss, Chen Tangtang shook his hand away.

Little Jinlong rested his chin on the top of Taizong's head, looking at her bitterly.

"What's wrong with the holy monk? Is sending golden light harmful to the holy monk's body?" Taizong asked eagerly.

Chen Tangtang looked at the bitten red mark on his ring finger and thought to himself: Sure enough, the emperor's head cannot be touched, look, isn't this the retribution?

"It's okay, it's okay, the poor monk's dream is about to wake up, His Majesty doesn't need to worry, with the poor monk's golden light protection, His Majesty will definitely be fine."

Taizong was full of gratitude. Seeing that the holy monk was young and kind-hearted, he couldn't help but feel ashamed of his precautions just now.

Chen Tangtang clasped his hands together, and smiled amiably and lovelyly: "The Lord Yan of the Ten Palaces in Senluo Hell is fair and strict. Your Majesty will explain the situation to the Lord Yan, and they will definitely let you go."

Taizong took a step forward, wanting to hold the holy monk's hand to express his gratitude, but who knew that the holy monk took a step back as if facing a big enemy.

"Holy monk?"

Chen Tangtang glanced at the little golden dragon who was curled up on Taizong's wrist and stared at him covetously, and hurriedly said: "Ah, the poor monk is about to wake up from this dream. Your Majesty has a destiny with the poor monk, and we will see you later."

After finishing speaking, she patted her buttocks and left without looking back.

If she looked back, she would find that Taizong had the same expression as the little golden dragon on his body——

Everyone stared at her back reluctantly.

Chen Tangtang closed his eyes, waiting for the familiar feeling to strike.

The body changed from light to heavy...heavy!

Is this too heavy?I can hardly breathe, has she gained weight recently?

At this time, a scorching hot and sweet scent caressed her neck.

Chen Tangtang trembled, and immediately opened his eyes.

What catches the eye is a soft and gorgeous man in white clothes. His face is like white jade, his lips are like peach blossoms, his eyebrows are raised, and his eyes are full of spring and charm. He is dignified and affectionate when he is not smiling, and charming when he smiles.

He supported his cheek with one hand, and his thin sleeve slipped off, revealing a section of his bright wrist.

The author has something to say: The new article is a new beginning, I hope everyone will support it, this time it is a story about a female Tang monk, Su Shuang Xitianlu!

I will randomly give out red envelopes to everyone~

PS: It is mainly about the original story of "Journey to the West". Many plots in it have been deleted and changed. For example, Tang Seng's life experience is not so twists and turns. Then, the name in the original book is Tang Taizong. Although it is a temple name, I still follow the original book. explain.

Also, the temple where Tang Seng is located is really called Jinshan Temple. The prototype of the story of "Legend of the White Snake" is said to have happened in the late Tang Dynasty, so... you know.

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